Wait,what?
What the fuck?
“You’re…leaving?” My shock is loud and clear, but I don’t give a fuck.
Her eyes snap to mine. “Yes. I’m leaving.”
“When?”
“The realtor said it should move quickly. Two weeks at most.”
Two weeks? Two fucking weeks?
Okay, I can still have her in two weeks. I mean, she’s halfway there already. She invited me over, which mea—
Hold on.
She didn’t invite me because she suddenly realized she wants to sleep with me. By the sounds of it, she invited me because she didn’t have anyone else to invite.
I was…her last resort.
Can’t say that’s a position I’m used to being in.
So when she said I shouldn’t have kissed her, she meant it? Sheactuallymeant it?
My heart pounds out a disappointed rhythm against my rib cage. I take a long—very long—pull of my wine. It tastes sour. It’s not supposed to taste fucking sour, but it does compared to her.
“How come you’re moving?” Sandro asks, oblivious. “It’s a nice place.”
Blake sinks her fork into a piece of tomato. “It’s not the house.” She’s silent for a moment, like she’s carefully choosing her next words. “I had a bad breakup earlier this year, and I still work for my ex and there aren’t a lot of job opportunities in Darkwater Hollow. I just want to get out of this town and start over somewhere else.”
I fold my arms over my chest. “Have you even tried looking for something else here?”
“No. There’s really no point,” she says sullenly.
“Moving away over a breakup seems extreme.”
Her gaze hardens. “I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
Sandro coughs. “I’m sure you’re making the right choi—“
“Where are you moving to?” I demand.
“I haven’t decided yet.”
Now, I’m incredulous. “You’re leaving in two weeks, and you don’t know where you’re going?”
Her fingers tighten around her knife. “Not yet. I’ll figure it out. I’m sure wherever I pick will be an upgrade.”
“Wow. You must really hate Darkwater Hollow,” I grind out.
The light above the table flickers like it’s picking up on the tension crackling through the air.
“I don’t hate Darkwater Hollow. There was a time when I saw myself staying here forever.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I’ve always had this dream of opening my own little bookstore somewhere in town, but over the last few months I’ve realized it’s better to start over somewhere new.”
